Category: General

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Undead

Julian Marsh (Hoffman) is an out of work ladies man who lands a job directing a bizarre adaption of Hamlet. After casting his best friend (Lemche) and his ex-girlfriend (Aoki) in the show, Julian finds himself in the middle of a two thousand year old conspiracy that explains the connection between Shakespeare, the Holy Grail and some seriously sexy vampires. It turns out that the play was actually written by a master vampire named Theo Horace (Ventimiglia) and it’s up to Julian to recover the Grail in order to reverse the vampire’s curse… If only being undead wasn’t so much God-damned fun!

[From Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Undead]

Sweet. Now that Zombie is the New Vampire, Vampires have been freed from the heavy burden of hipness and can be part of a whimsical little film.

Via MeFi.

Obama Throws Rev. Wright Under the Bus

“The person I saw yesterday was not the person that I met 20 years ago,” Obama said of the man who married him.
[From Obama denounces former pastor – Barack Obama News- msnbc.com]

Thanks a lot, Hilary, for bringing things to this point with your relentless dwelling on Rev. Wright. Thanks a lot, Barack, for not letting a decades-long close friendship get in the way of your presidential bid.

Apparently if she can’t beat him, Hillary will turn Obama into someone like her, someone who will say or do anything, regardless of issues of personal integrity, for the sake of his political career.

On Having a Black Name

This blogger, a white woman, happens to have a “black” name. Result: every time she’s in contact with someone who knows her name but can’t see her, she lives out Black Like Me.

[From Daisy’s Dead Air: On having a black name]

When I did customer service, I worked with mostly black women. And we were supposed to give our names, like good customer service robots: “Thank you for calling blabbity blabbity, I’m _____, how may I help you?”

“WHAT did you say your name was?”

Here it comes.

I always repeated it, obediently. And I often heard lots of illuminating stuff after that. A few:

“Are you a n-gger?”

“Are you black? Give me someone white. I want someone who can find their ass with both hands, no offense.”

“Oh, God no.”

(to someone else in the room) “Oh guess what, guys? I’ve got ______ on the phone, and she’s gonna -solve- our problem!!!!” (room responds with hoots, hollers, boos, laughter, etc.)

“Give me someone white, and don’t argue with me about it, just do it.” (On these calls, I very much enjoyed getting the black supervisor with the British accent on the line; we both enjoyed putting one over on them. But I always made sure to tell the supervisor what was up.)

Textpattern

OK, I like Textpattern better than WordPress. But I still wonder if I’m doing too much work here. It’s just a damn blog like every other blog. Is there any reason I need to roll my own software, do my own hosting? Is there any reason I shouldn’t just go on blogspot and not worry about it?

I just discovered some glitchy stuff in Textpattern’s date handling in textpattern and it’s making me cranky.